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Crystal's pretty. The name, I mean.
Jewel shook her head. It doesn't look like her. She looks like Beaver Cleaver.
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Crys chuckled. For the first time since she'd planted herself fiercely on Lusa's driveway that morning she sounded clear and transparent, like a child. Like the crystal she was.
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